07| My Word Is My Bond.

"Well, my love, shall we?" The elderly lady asked Mira once again if they should be on their way.

"Yes, It's getting late."

The Alpha absentmindedly rubbed the side of his arm as a light breeze blew past him, and it carried Miras' scent along with it.

As he stood at her side, his body felt like it was on fire, his flesh searing till it scorched with yearning.

He watched through panicked stricken eyes as she and the elderly lady took a few steps away from him, in the direction of her residence.

~She's leaving. Don't let her leave without speaking to you. I knew you were going to fuck this up. Didn't I warn you that you would fuck this up and-~

The Alpha rolled his eyes heavenward and opened his mouth. "I'd like to have a word with you, rogue." He blurted out and turned to face them.

Mira came to an abrupt halt, her shoulders sagged as she sighed, and shook her head, "My name is Mira and in the near future if you want to have a conversation with me, I suggest you learn my name